The morning after
the day after
the day after
the night before Xmas
The killer awoke
put his boots on
and he walked on down the Hall
and he came 2a door
looked inside
and spake thus:
doc
ima gunna STONE YOU
--- I dream of making pesto with acorns by, uh... NUN E. MUSS
The Alchemist, Geoff, was in a purple haze.
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